The Sword Saint of Daqin is in the Shape of the Moon Daqin

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"Student Yan Yuan, meet Mr. Su!"

A Confucian scholar.

Wearing a white robe, he is thin and tall, but just looking at his appearance, he is quite strong.

"Confucianism? Are you the posthumous Yan Hui?"

Su Nie raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with some surprise, but after just a glance, he understood again.

"Oh, so it's just a far-fetched person!"

Fu Sheng Yan Hui is the head of the 72 sages under Confucius, and his descendants are naturally Confucian leaders, so how could they be reduced to become others?

What's more, the spiritual power of the person in front of him is extremely mixed, and he doesn't have the feeling of inheriting the goodness of generations.

The Confucian scholar's face changed slightly.

The speeches he had already prepared were found out at a glance, and his next "debate" naturally had no effect at all.

It's just that he still wants to say something,

But Su Nie shook his head and interrupted him.

He glanced around.

"If the mastermind behind the scenes can't come out...then, there's no need to come out!"

"Don't you want fairy spirits?"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said in a low voice: "If I say no, you won't believe me, then... just try it!"

"Let's see if your bodies are hard, or my sword is sharper!"

at this point,

Those who come must do it if they don't do it.

Although they are "scholars" who have been raised, they also think highly of themselves. What's more, with so many of them, there is no reason why they can't beat each other alone!

and so……

"Come on, kill him!"

"What bullshit Juggernaut, I think he's just an idiot!"

"We have so many people, what are we afraid of!"

They rushed up.

Two fists can't beat four hands, this is their view.

Normally, there is nothing wrong with this.

Since the gods of Shang and Zhou dynasties, there are indeed fewer and fewer people who can defeat a hundred with one.

But less does not mean no.

It's just that those people generally don't act in front of normal people, so many people just take it as false rumors.

And Su Nie...

Exactly one of them!

Pentium, forward, vibrating footsteps completely broke the depth of the night, a tall man brandished a big knife in his hand, and was the first to rush to Su Nie's face.

Slightly raising his sleeves, Su Nie tightened slightly the hand holding the sword hilt at his waist.

First.

Then came the second, and then the third.

Three people attacked from three directions at the same time, with long knives and sword blades overlapping repeatedly.

After them, there were many more.

swarmed.

It was also at this moment that Su Nie moved.

There was a buzz.

The meridians in the body are opened, and true energy gushes out like a furnace.

An invisible air current blows away.

Pull the hilt with your fingers, pop the sword out of the scabbard, raise your other hand, and grab it instantly.

Then, move on.

——Heaven-slashing and sword-drawing technique!

The cold light tore through the air in an instant, flying like thunder, and with a clang, the oncoming sword shattered instantly.

The scattered fragments were stirred and waved by the sword light, and splashed towards the sides and surroundings.

puff puff!

The nearest person didn't even have time to react, the blade pierced through his body, the blood exploded, and he fell to the ground.

Here, clear an open space.

Before more people gathered around, Su Nie moved slightly and crashed straight into the crowd.

Flexible roaming, shuttle.

Everywhere the blade passes, there will be corpses left behind.

more and more.

Gradually piled up into hills.

But for a moment,

Su Nie's footsteps stopped, behind him was already a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Dozens of corpses lay here.

"Do you want to continue?"

He looked ahead, the remaining people.

Su Nie took a step forward.

They took a step back.

The energy that had been accumulated just now disappeared without a trace the moment he noticed the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves.

My heart is broken.

All that remains is fear.

But not enough,

They haven't returned yet.

Among the "scholars" of this era, there is no lack of loyal people who repay their kindness with death.

That being the case...

Clap!

Su Nie shook the long sword, transferred it with spiritual power, and threw out an invisible sword energy.

The wind blows.

The air was quiet for a moment.

Then there was the sound of "click, click, click, click".

Earth and rocks, cracked.

In front of him, three steps forward, a ravine appeared, several feet wide and ten feet in length and width, cutting the entire mountain forest apart!

"Use this as the line."

"Whoever goes one step further, dies!"

Su Nie put the sword back into the scabbard, his voice scattered into the wind and fell into everyone's ears.

After saying this sentence,

He turned around and walked back to the carriage.

If someone doesn't believe it, take a step forward.

Then in a blink of an eye, it was torn and shredded by the sword energy gushing out of the gully.

Su Nie also ignored it.

He just stepped under the carriage and looked up.

Putting on a white dress and a red dress again, the girl stood in the car, she was so beautiful, her vermilion eyes slightly scanned the people who were still hesitating.

"Are you going to kill them all?"

She looked at Su Nie who was walking in front of her, and asked in a low voice.

"No, no need."

Su Nie shook his head, stepped into the carriage, and said with a smile, "I'm still waiting for them to report back!"

"What do you say? My student."

The corners of his mouth curled up.

"Humph!"

The girl rolled her eyes, a little upset, but didn't say anything.

After all, this is something that has already been said.

And now, she also roughly understood Su Nie's plan.

His whereabouts cannot be concealed, and others may be able to deduce that he has acquired a fairy based on this.

But none of them had actually seen the face of a fairy.